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| Lejinoss Taibug | Nov 14 2017, 04:14 AM Post #1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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According to Lejinoss, food tasted even better when it was bought with someone else's money ; that's why he was eating in the most renowned restaurants of York Shin City with money he stole during the day. Depending on how much he «earned» each day, the shrewish thief selected the establishment the most suited for the wallets he managed to steal. Today was a good day since today was an Ambrosia's day. Ambrosia, the second most expensive restaurant in the whole world. Divine meals and exquisite beverages had a price, but it sure was worth it. Inside, windows were rare, as if outsiders weren't even worthy of simply contemplating the delectable cuisine that was served here. Walls were as high as they were within cathedrals and gold was shining everywhere. The whole place was shouting « stylish » from the floor to the roof. Of course, every customers were classy, wearing their sunday's clothes for the occasion, cause Ambrosia was more than a restaurant, it was a priviledge reserved for the illustrious down to earth. For them, and for Leji. Entering flippantly, his left hand in his pocket, wearing his cheap suit and a tasteless tie as he always did, « Mister Taibug » was in the place. The richest clients were surprised for two reasons. First one being to see such a lowlife daring to enter Ambrosia, and the second one being the fact he knew every waiter by their name, proof he was a regular here. Arrogant as ever, smirking ostensibly, he put his right forearm on the desk designated for the reception and casually asked a table for one person. That kind of restaurant required to book a table at least three months earlier. Yet, Leji managed to find his access quickly. More than a regular, he was known for tipping the waiters as if it was his job. That was his way of being appreciated by the staff and getting a blank check in the establishment. - I'll take, this, this a~nd this, and also this. Yeah, I guess that will be it for the starter. Names on the menu were way too complicated for him to even grasp the concept of the meals, so, as usual, he picked each of them randomly. Whatever could be the dish served in Ambrosa, it was certain it would be delightful. Giving back his menu to the waiter with 20,000 jenis inside, he winked and added : - See ya for the main dish menu. Until the~~n, buzz off. One of the perks of being rich – at least until the end of his meal – was being rude with no consequences. Still, Leji didn't need money to be an asshole, it was his daily routine for so long he didn't even bothered to have a furnished wallet anymore in order to be self-sufficient. This day, the malicious thief didn't came with a wallet but a roll of banknotes. That kind of money was dirty money and he knew it. The sooner he would spend it, the better it would be for him. He was eating his second main dish when he summoned his waiter for the pleasure of lecturing him. - Arod, Arod, Arod.... I'm wondering what I'm gonna do with you boy. Using his tablecloth to wipe his mouth in order to prove himself he had every rights of doing so in this notorious establishment, Leji continued his sermon. - See Arod ? THIS, is a pheasant in my plate. Now, here is my question : what does a man drink when he's eating pheasant ? He kept patronizing the poor waiter who could only crawl in the expectation of a few thousand jenis. Giving an answer to a question that didn't have any right one, being uneasy in this situation Arod stammered. - Uh.... Wine ? - Correct ! Leji replied so quickly and with such enthusiasm that the boy startled as if the thief had pointed a gun to his face. Pressuring the waiter like this only accentuated the wicked smile on Lejinoss's face. - Then Arod, why is there champagne on the table ? Arod could have simply replied « Because you asked for some », but even though he knew that was the truth, he also knew it wasn't in his best interest. Slightly bowing, the exploited waiter went in the cave to find a bottle of the best wine they could spare. It was a waste, Leji only sipped a small glass from every bottle he ordered, spoiling the wine that was now opened. After he scolded and humiliated the waiter as he usually did, Leji raised his head and look towards the entrance. It seemed like someone was pissed, pissed enough to ask for someone's head from what the thief could hear. Giving a second look at the man who entered the place, Taibug knew he met him somewhere. After all, the man didn't looked like any other, one couldn't have forget such a face. A scar on his beardy face, a grey eye and an excentric bandana with hyenas drawn on it wasn't the most usual look a man could have around here. Casually chewing his food, a cutlery in each hand, Leji kept looking at the angry man. - No~w, now... Where did I shee gis retard before ? When he figured out who that man was, the tricky thief almost choked on his food. Tears coming to his eyes whereas he recovered from his surprise, he rapidly drank his glass of champagne to lubricate his throat. The money he was spending around was the same one he stole from the bear of a man that just entered the place. It sure wasn't a coincidence both of them ended up in Ambrosia. Cautious by nature, Leji took the initiative to spot the emergency exits and discovered at its expenses that even great restaurants could not be compliant to standards since there were none. |
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| Ken's Bitch | Nov 14 2017, 05:01 AM Post #2 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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There's drugs to be done, so I gotta run
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The many denizens of York Shin City went about their daily business separately, each with different intents and different ways of doing so. However, everyone under the sun in this foul city shared one common goal, money. Whether they made it honestly or not, everyone was looking for a way to get paid. People would come up with every idea humanly fathomable in order to make a quick buck, and those who succeeded would enjoy the many vices this city had to offer. However, those who couldn't make the money on their accord, usually turned to one of the oldest professions in mankind: thievery. Most thieves were schemers and plotters, waiting til dusk to rob a person or their home. There were, however, those bold enough to perform the deed in broad day. Those people usually relied on outrunning their victim after its done, or killing them altogether. Oursa normally had no qualms against thieves, as everyone has to make their living one way or another, but today was different. Oursa made his his living off of the heads of undesirables, and rarely did a thief ever enter his sights, but one had today. He'd been searching for a thief who had bumped him earlier. This type of thievery was most common in a bustling city like York Shin. Usually the thief would get away easily in the huge crowds, but not today. Not with an eye like Oursa's following him. Oursa stayed well behind the man after he first glimpse of him. He hadn't even realized his cash had been stolen, but the man looked extremely shady, and this prompted Oursa to pat his pockets. ' You have to continuously check your pockets here, it's a shame.' Oursa thought to himself. That routine pocket check is what allowed him to give chase though, so he was glad. He hadn't seen the man steal from him exactly, but if it turned out that he was innocent, Oursa would accept his loss and go. He stayed well behind him, with his trained eye on the back of the man's head. He didn't like much a fighter, so there was nothing to warrant Oursa's immediate concern. He'd tail him until he got to a public place, confront the man in a crowd, and see where it goes from there. Chances are that if the place was high-end enough, which thieves usually favor, he had stolen from one of the other patrons as well. The man stopped in one of the most expensive restaurants in the city, which because of the way he was dressed, further confirmed Oursa's suspicions that he did not belong there. Oursa would wait outside for around ten or so minutes, and let him settle in and get comfortable. He was unsure if ten minutes was plausible for a place like that, but he didn't care. The allotted ten minutes passed, and Oursa walked through the door. He walked right past the man at the front desk who was trying to stop him from entering the dining area, and walked right to the thief's table. He had multiple bottles of expensive alcohol and a plethora of food on the table. Oursa's money surely couldn't have paid for all of that, so he had to have been stealing from others as well. Oursa made sure to turn his holster so his gun was on the back of his waist, and from the front it looked like an ordinary belt. he didn't want the little shit running in fear. "You enjoying your meal there, friend?" Oursa asked loudly and with a toothy grin. |
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| Lejinoss Taibug | Nov 14 2017, 06:52 AM Post #3 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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In time of need, when confronted to a situation that went awry, the most essential reflex for Leji was to recitate his alphabet starting with the three letters. ABC : Always Be Cool. Now wasn't the time to panic. Judiciously placed in a way that prevented Leji to escape to the front door, the heavily built man stood there, asking him how was his meal. - To be honest... to be.. pe~rfectly honest. Because Leji was such a honest man. - I gotta say that the pheasant isn't tasty enough. Seeing the face in front of him, that wasn't the answer the bearded man was expecting. An arm casually layed on the back of his seat, swinging on his chair as if he wasn't worried at all – which he was – the petty pickpocket smirked. - It's not I like to bad mouth someone else's cuisine, but if I'm asked to, I won't hesitate to be straight. I hope you don't mind. Obviously, that was not what bothered Oursa today. The fact that Lejinoss was talking to him as if he was one of the waiters here probably didn't please him that much either. In barely one minute, he managed to get a full grasp of what kind of shabby and haughty son of a bitch he was confronted to. These kind of guys weren't the ones that could withstand the extended session of ass-kicking he was used to serve, but it sure felt good to break each and every bones they had. - B~ut, there's a solution to every problem. Leji mastered the art of implying significants things in the most innocent sentences. Slowly moving his hand to the pepper shaker, he then sprayed some on the pheasant in his plate before having a bite. Satisfied by the taste according to the sly but happy look on his face, the thief put his fork on the table, playing nervously with the pepper shaker. His gestures betrayed how anxious he was despite his cocky smile. - We~ll, I was wrong. It still tastes like shit. After sniggering, he wiped his mouth - with the table napkin this time - and added in a disdainful tone : - Would you mind sending this back to the kitchen and bring me another plate ? That'd be mighty amiable of you. Even if it was dangerous, Leji kept pushing his luck. Lending his plate to the man that was gonna beat the crap out of him, he clumsily let the food fell on the man's trousers. The moment the latter lowered his eyes to watch the stain on his clothes – which was enough for administrating death penalty to the one that dirtied his pants – the crafty pencil moustached man that stole his money earlier threw pepper at his face. It wasn't only because of nervosity he played with the pepper shaker since he took the time to unscrew it. This, was his only chance of him escaping. Unfortunately, the man wearing a bandana was still blocking his path. His only way out was through a door a few meters on his left he ran to. On that door he just crossed was written « Kitchen ». An element of surprise like a virginity only served once. If Leji were to get caught, there wouldn't be enough pepper in the world to save his skin. Edited by Lejinoss Taibug, Nov 14 2017, 06:53 AM.
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| Ken's Bitch | Nov 14 2017, 03:02 PM Post #4 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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There's drugs to be done, so I gotta run
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The man's responses were short and smart. He talked with food in his mouth and acted casually as if there was no one confronting him. A petty thief who didn't appear to be able to fight acting as confident as that usually meant he had a trick or two up his sleeve. Either that, or they were scheming a way out of a surely losing situation. Oursa followed him closely because of this, watching each of his moves intently. He began to ignore the words leaving the man's mouth, as it was all bullshit anyway. As the thief pepper his food, he kept fiddling with the shaker, going so far as to unscrew the top off it. 'Come on, guy. Surely you can't think I'm that stupid. I know I look rough but that's just plain disrespectful if you think that'll happen...' To Oursa's belief, there was only one reason a cornered person would open a condiment like that. 'I mean, that's a move straight out of the oldest page in the book. Whatever, I'll indulge him...' Oursa played along to the obvious ploy. He became interested to see where this crafty thief would take this. He just stood and waited for the bastard to finish talking and make his move. The thief stopped talking shortly after Oursa noticed the pepper tossing scheme, and held a plate towards him. He instantly let it lean, and the food fell right on to Oursa's pants. He now threw his interest out the window and became pissed. Oursa wasn't mad about the food falling on his pants, but more so that he now had to take the time to wash it out. As soon as Oursa lowered his head to look, the thief made his move. Reacting to the man gripping the shaker again, Oursa turned his head to look his left pant leg, and the pepper hit him right in the side of his face. A wee bit got in his right eye, and burned like a bastard, further increasing Oursa's rage. The man darted, reacting to Oursa's "blindness. Little did he know he had completely missed Oursa's left eye, which now intently followed him as he dashed into the kitchen. Oursa took a second to wipe the shit from his eye with his sleeve, and quickly decided on a course of action. He'd seen the only other exit of the building before he'd gone in, and it leads to an alley on the side. Luckily for Oursa, that side of the building happened to be around the corner from the entrance to the eatery. He casually walked back out the front door, once again ignoring the employees who were now frantically trying to figure out what was going on. Standing outside now, he saw a group of kids running by the alley that the kitchen exited into. They looked poor, in tattered clothes and patched hats, and Oursa had an idea. "Oi, you there. How would you like to make 1000 Jenni each? Tell ya what, if you play out front of this here place for a little while I'll pay ya. Also, if you see a man in a penciled mustache walk out this door, you scream at the top of your lungs and I'll make it 2000. Sound good? Alright." The nods of their heads and gleams in their eyes at the chance of such money would ensure they'd stay around. Oursa of course didn't have the money, but he was sure the thief did. The kids played tag right in the street outside the place, and nobody knew of the deal they'd struck. Oursa, on the other hand, walked to the back door. He drew his revolver from it's holster, and pulled the hammer. He leaned on a wall directly across from the door, about six feet away, and kept it low to his hip, while still pointed at the door. He had the man in a trap. It was only a matter of time now. |
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| Lejinoss Taibug | Nov 15 2017, 11:48 AM Post #5 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Skilful as he was, Leji felt the urge to grasp discreetly every sharp item he could find on his way and put them inside his vest. Every step he made produced a noisy jiggling. While every cook in the huge kitchen he entered were starting to wonder where their knife might have gone, Leji, despite the sound of the steel clashing inside his vest tried to be as stealthy as he could. Lowering and bowing so that the many working plans in the room could hide him, he moved slowly, constantly watching behind him. For now, there were no sign of Oursa pursuing him. Proud of himself, Taibug though he managed to blind him so badly that the man couldn't even go after him. He had absolutely no idea what was waiting for him behind the kitchen's door leading to the outside alley he was desperatly trying to reach without being noticed despite the numerous cooks wandering around in that place. - Fucker must be in a world of pain héhé ! Rejoicing and smirking, seriously thinking his petty attempt to flee was effective, the sly thief managed to regain his composure and his confidence. A foreign saying stated that one shouldn't sell the bear's skin before killing it. Considering the tough thug as some weakling whose a simple pepper throw in his eyes could be enough to get rid off was his first mistake. His second actually, stealing from him was undoubtly the worst fault a man could make. Progressing to the door he though would lead him to salvation, he finally was spotted. It seemed like it was the chef himself who noticed his unwelcome presence in his food sanctuary. He looked more like a caricature of a fancy chef than anything else, smoothing his thin moustache whereas he was looking at the intruder. - Aren't you lost sir ?... He asked, visibly annoyed as his eyebrowns slightly raised above his implacable eyes. - Not exactly it's just.... - It was rhetorical question. You've got nothing to do here, so I'm gonna have to ask you to leave my kitchen. Since he was repered, Lejinoss had no reason to hide anymore and stood up confused and worried, looking once more at the door from where he came in to be perfectly sure Oursa wasn't following him. Maybe Ambrosia's staff called the police to get rid of him. After all, remembering the big guy had a gun in his pants when he nimbly stole his money, that would have been a good reason to put him in jail. However, it was too quick for the cop to intervene. There was something odd about the scarred face man not being on his tail. Even blinded, the beast who came to retaliate didn't strike Leji as a man who would give up like that after a mere sucker punch. Slowly approaching the door that led him into the kitchen a few minutes ago, the subtle thief discreetly took a peek through the round window. Oursa wasn't here anymore. - I gotta be sure... He muttered. Stepping back from this door, he returned to the chef who thought the trespasser was long gone. - You're still here ?! At that time one could have mistook Leji for a honest man from his way of behaving. Scratching the back of his head as if he was embarrassed, timidly smiling, slightly bowing in sign of respect and apology, it was his way of looking innocent and harmless. It worked. - What's wrong ? Without knowing it, by asking this simple question, the pencil moustached chef put his foot in a trap. A bear trap. - Really, I didn't want to bother but... I'm sure I lost my wallet in the alley behind the kitchen earlier, but I can't leave the restaurant without paying therefore i can't take it back you see, so~.... I wondered if you could just bring it to me, it must be near the trash cans in the alley. A man losing his wallet in an alley filled with trash definately looked suspicious. But again, Leji, despite all his effort to look like a decent guy had the profile of a man used to socialize with prostitute in a back alley. Sighting, not asking any question because he didn't wanted to discuss about some sleazy back alley's details, the chief agreed. - If I don't find it, I'll have to report you to the security okay ? Joining his two hands in a sign of prayer, the tricky thief repeated « Thank you » again and again as if the man was saving his life. He probably was. Generous, Leji gave the man his vest to cover his working clothings. - The alley was pretty dirty when I went in. You don't want your cooking clothes to be stained ri~ght ? The more he talked, the more suspicious he looked. Taking the tuque the man was wearing on his head so it wouldn't get filthy either, Taibug look at the man heading to the alley by the kitchen's door. Once the door slammed, there was a scream. A kid's scream. Then, things got loud and the screams that followed undoubtly belonged to the chef. Then, silence. - Back alleys these days... His hunch was correct, Oursa was behind that door. Cautious, prefering to have witness if anything were to go awry, Leji stayed in the kitchen. It was safer. But with a furious armed bear after him, nowhere would be safe enough. Edited by Lejinoss Taibug, Nov 20 2017, 10:24 AM.
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| פּS1lverScorp1on5 | Jan 4 2018, 01:15 PM Post #6 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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If I were to encounter such a monster, I would likely be eaten by it. Because in truth, I am that monster.
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| הּKen sweatshirt | Jan 4 2018, 01:18 PM Post #7 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Everyone's always telling you to be humble. When was the last time someone told you to be great?
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Inc This topic has gone incomplete and has been closed for one of a number of reasons:
Rewards will still be given (except in the final case) but this thread is over. |
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